Wang Cui'e simply has nowhere to go, she has to look at her mother's face when she goes home, and then Chunjuan also makes a little sex with her, let her go home, don't stay in the city and wrap her up.

So Song Wenjun proposed to "inquire about the news", and she agreed to it.

Spreading gossip and spreading rumors is her forte.

So after eating the pig's head, she wiped her oily and shiny mouth and began to go door to door.

There was a bicycle bell at the door, and a young man who looked like a student leaned into half of his body, "Master......"

Song Wenjun put down the book in his hand and got up from the ground, "What's broken?" ”

The young man looked her up and down, she had been malnourished for a long time, she looked as old as a little girl of fourteen or fifteen years old, and the young man could not make up his mind for a while, and did not know how to speak.

"Flat tires?"

She expertly placed the bike upside down on the ground, and in three or two clicks she ripped off the flat tire to find the spot where the nail had been punctured.

"Sticky tires pay a penny." She looked up at the young man.

Basically, very few people come to fix punctured tires, because there is no technical content, except for the ones who are far away from home and have no tools at hand.

Song Wenjun saw that his student was dressed up and wanted him to stick it himself, so she could provide glue, which would also save some money.

"Oh, okay, okay."

The male student obviously didn't understand what she meant, seeing that his ten fingers were cleaner and more delicate than his own, Song Wenjun smiled self-deprecatingly, picked up the file and began to polish the air leakage.

"Your handbrake can't work, you can't brake, do you want to change the brake line?"

She just habitually pinched the handlebars, the front and rear brake lines are not good, in case of downhill or emergency, does he brake on two legs?

The male student asked embarrassedly, "How much, how much?" ”

"Well, one brake cord is eight cents, and two are six cents."

"Still, forget it."

"No money? If you don't have any money, you owe it first, I'll change it for you, you're really too dangerous, when you have money, come and pay me back. ”

"No, no, no, no change, thank you for your kindness."

The male student threw away a penny and left as if he were running away, and Song Wenjun was confused.

Kindness should be a donkey's liver and lungs? It's hard to be a good person these days, so it's better for her not to be a virgin.

In the morning, a bicycle repairer came, and at noon, Wang Jiaren sent Da Hei over and brought her two sets of tables and chairs.

"Wenjun, produce thirty rice cookers this morning......"

Wang Jiaren was excited, and when he turned around, he found Song Wenjun holding a welding torch, sparks were shining in the room, and the rest of the words were swallowed into his stomach.

"What are you doing?"

"Induction cooker."

"What's that?"

"You can boil water, cook rice, stir-fry, cook noodles, shabu-shabu, ......"

Yes?

Just made a rice cooker, and here comes an induction cooker?

Wang Jiaren didn't understand it after reading it for a long time, it was all a bunch of electronic components, and it was normal to not understand it.

"I'm leaving, the dog is leashing you at the door."

Song Wenjun let out a "hmm" and continued to tinker with the things in his hand.

I don't know how long it took, the big black at the door suddenly barked, and then Wang Cui'e's scolding came.

Song Wenjun poked his head out of the window, "Da Hei, don't scream, come here!" ”

Wang Cui'e almost peed her pants in fright, and couldn't help scolding, "You want to scare me to death, there was no dog when I left in the morning, where did this animal come from?" ”

"Second aunt, come in and talk."

Her voice was too loud, like a broken gong, and it was really noisy.

"How? Did you find it? ”

"I found it, but what about the benefits you gave me? I won't say it if I don't see the benefits. ”

Song Wenjun handed her five cents.

"Are you going to ask for food?" Wang Cui'e reprimanded.

"That's part of it, I'll have to make sure the message is reliable, and I'll pay you the other part."

(End of chapter)